Building Up

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Nikki, Tommy, and I had been living together for months now, and the boys were set on starting a band. They also asked me to help with one member in particular. A few weeks ago we saw a band preforming at The Wisky and as soon as they saw the singer the were set on getting him into the band. They had gotten a guitar player a few weeks prior and he was pretty cool, definitely the quiet type. The band their so called singer was in was putting a show on at The Whiskey and Tommy asked me to get his attention and talk to him because I was less intimidating at first.

"Man, I don't know about this," Nikki said uneasy about me going up and talking to a guy they didn't know by myself in a bar.

"Dude, she'll be fine. You've watched her beat guys up before and if need be you know she'll do it again," Tommy reassured Nikki. Nikki had always been slightly protective over me in these situations which I didn't quite understand. It almost seemed like he was jealous.

"Guys their show is over so I gotta get back there," I said motioning back stage.

"Don't be afraid to flirt a little if needed!" Tommy shouted as I walked as. With a little persuasion and a bit of needed threats I was in. I walked into what the of a green room the bar had and looked around.

"What is a pretty lady like you doing back here?" Asked a mass of white leather and glitter as it stepped in front of me.

"I have a proposition for you, and I threatened a guard to get back here so make this worth it," I said. I had to look down just a little to make eye contact with him because I was a bit taller. I was only three inches shorter than Nikki, standing at 5'10.

"Ohh, feisty. I like it," He purred stepping toward me.

"My friends are starting a band, and loved your singing. They were wondering if you would be interested," I offered, standing my ground.

"It depends. What do I get out of it?" He smirked slightly.

"Me and my friends not beating the shit out of you for being perverted," I growled, motioning for him to follow me as I walked away.

"Ok then," He mumbled following me. Tommy, Nikki, and their guitar player, Mick talked to him about the band. The only important things I heard during the conversation were, that the guy's name was Vince and that he said yes.

"Let's starts this party!" Tommy yelled, pulling me to the bar to help him with the drinks. Later that night we were all still at the bar, completely wasted.

"Guys I'm sleeeeepy," Tommy whined. He leaned his head on my shoulder and that's when we all made the drunken decision to walk back to Tommy, Nikki and my place to crash.

"Look at all the eyes!" I slurred looking at the stars in the sky.

"They're watching us!" Nikki exclaimed, drunkenly. Mick was still surprisingly quiet, even when drunk. We all stumbled back to my place to crash.

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I awoke to someone planting a light kiss on my forehead before walking to the bathroom. Judging by the smell it was Nikki, cigarettes and achohol mixed with the light sent of cologne. Yes I already had these guys down to a smell science. As not to embarrass him I decided not to draw attention to it. I was curious to know why he did it.

"Shit!" I heard Nikki yell from the bathroom with a crash. I sat up quickly only to realize how bad my hangover really was. I made my way to the bathroom and stopped in the doorway.

"What the hell happened here?" I questioned, using the doorway for support.

"I was looking for the pain killers but the room is kinda spinning right now," Nikki explained while picking up the bottles he dropped.

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